krtsk because im back and i love making art for simps n slut enjoyers

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CALL IF YOU WANT SOME DICK: PART 1

Akaashi, and Tsukishima distracted by a steamy makeout while Kuroo and Bokuto watch lol

Brainrot so bad it's lasted a decade. Chews on them and spits them out.

#BAKT #Bokuakakurotsuki #haikyuu

This one right there

#krtsk CALL IF YOU WANT SOME DICK PART 2

Kuroo is a lucky man.

Well—sort of.

Kei from the latest chapter of my fic, Call Me After 9pm 😈

#Haikyuu #Tsukki

🗝に載せてた🌙の差分

screenshot of AO3 tags/meta for fic "Empty Nest" by tacoloser (ftld) - link in post

some krtsk if anyone's interested

archiveofourown.org/works/65095039

There is part of Tsukishima that just wants to run. Part of him who wants to shrink and hide, never to be perceived ever again. "Tsukki, what did you say?" Kuroo looks at him with such earnestness, that Kei can't quite find it in him to snark back a reply at the other man. This situation they're in isn't Kuroo's fault, after all, it's Kei's. "I..." and that's as far as Kei can get before his tongue ties itself into knots, his face burning with embarrassment. He is never going to be able to repeat himself, not with Kuroo looking at him, eyes wide and expectant. He escapes by turning his eyes downward towards the ground, doing his best to pretend that he is a statue and Kuroo is just some random person who will be here and gone in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, Kuroo has other plans. He slowly and quietly slips into Kei's personal space, placing his hands gently on Kei's biceps, running them down Kei's arms until his fingers slip along Kei's fingers, tangling with Kei's fingers.

Tsukishima has never felt so flustered, so awkward...if they weren't tucked around a corner in a secluded spot, Kei might have already bolted. "I like you, too, Tsukki," Kuroo says, voice low, mouth so close that Kei can feel the air behind the words, the quickening of breaths as Kuroo stays so incredibly close. "Well, then do something about it, dammit," Kei says, letting all of his anxiety out through his normal snark, but his eyes are still cast downward, not on the ground. Kuroo is too close for Kei to see the ground between them, so his eyes stay on Kuroo's chest, on the dark plain hoodie Kuroo wears. "Hey..." Kuroo says softly, "I'm embarrassed, too, you know?" Kei looks up, and sure enough, Kuroo's face is aflame, all the way to the tips of his ears, nearly Nekoma red. So it's Kei, and who the hell knows where he gets the courage from to do this, who leans in, eyes closed, and presses his lips to Kuroo's lips. The kiss lingers, soft, chaste, precious. When they pull apart, neither of them speak. It feels like if they do, they might break whatever spell is cast on them, and Kei doesn't want that.

After a few moments, Kuroo leans in and kisses Kei again. This time, the seam of his mouth breaks, opening for Kei, just a little. A hesitant tongue slides along Kei's lower lip, and finally Kei opens for Kuroo. It is a slow, deliberate brush of tongues, and Kei tilts his head, opening more for Kuroo, and it thrills him when Kuroo's tongue slides in, licking and chasing Kei's own tongue. Strong arms wrap around Kei's waist, bodies pressing flush as the kiss deepens. Tsukishima's heart is pounding so hard that he's sure that Kuroo can hear it. Another few moments, Kei's tongue is in Kuroo's mouth, sliding and penetrating into him in a way that makes Kuroo moan low and guttural, more of a growl than a groan, and then they pull away, just a little, both breathing hard. "I...I need to stop Tsukki," Kuroo admits, pulling closer again, but this time it is to embrace Kei, holding Kei close as he peppers light kisses along Kei's jawline, near his ear. "It's getting inappropriate." Well, Kei thinks, his own pulse still thudding, racing through his body, Kuroo isn't wrong. They're both getting a little excited, just from a few kisses.

"Well, my apartment isn't that far from here," Kei admits, laying the proposition at Kuroo's feet. This is not how he expected the night to go after the scrimmage between their college volleyball teams. The plan had been to hang out, for Kei to show Kuroo around Sendai. The two of them had been talking for months, texting each other almost every night, ever since Kei started college. Kei has always had a crush on Kuroo, but he never expected to blurt out how he liked him, or for Kuroo to like him back. Kuroo steps back, keeping one hand connected with one of Kei's hands, giving him a cheeky grin before saying, "Okay, lead the way." What a pain in the ass, Kei thinks, making his way back home with Kuroo in tow.

College #Krtsk first kisses ficlet
Rated: Teen

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“Kei, you have to tell me the truth.”

Kei doesn’t even lift his gaze from the book he’s reading. Forget bite, Akiteru doesn’t even bark.

“Kei, please,” a sigh, weary and drawn out.

Kei returns the sigh, an abbreviated version.

#krtsk wlw nsfw

‘Your Highness, will you tell me what’s bothering you or am I going to have to bribe you?’

Princess Tsukishima scowls at her knight, violently crossing her arms. She turns in the chair at her table, turning her nose up.

‘Nothing is wrong with me, /Tetsurou/,’ she sniffs,

#krtsk (age gap) where beta Tsukki and beta Yamaguchi are spending the night at their alpha friend’s house a few nights after hs graduation. They’re playing never have I ever and drinking cheap beer that Tsukki secretly hates the taste of, that barely gives any of them a buzz.

🐈‍⬛🌙 #kurotsuki

#krtsk

He’s not even that handsome, Kei insists to himself.

It’s not a big deal. He just wants to sink his nails and teeth into Kuroo-san’s neck and shoulders. Who cares that he wants to leave scratches and bites into his beautifully tanned skin?

#kurotsuki #krtsk
Remember that stunning art by Kuroquis with Tsukki in a Frogs' uniform and Kuroo talking over the phone? I can't stop thinking the Frogs had lost that night and Tsukki was pissed off.

#kurotsuki #krtsk 🔞Tsukki, tho, loves to ride him at his own pace, milking him until he reaches that point in which Kuroo's eyes go wet, he can only breathe through his mouth, and he whispers his name while digging his nails on his hips. Tsukki proudly smiles through his orgasm.

#krtsk where Tsukishima retires from being a spy when his partner, romantically and in the agency, Kuroo dies in front of his eyes on a mission.

He lives his life in solitude for three years before a leak in the agency leads to a document containing all of their undercover agents and their

月クロの進捗

#krtsk #kurotsukki #kurotsuki reincarnation and immortality loop au. (angst with a happy ending) another part to this:

bsky.app/profile/bwkv...

#krtsk #kurotsuki #kurotsukki for the soul (mine, specifically, because im stressed ijbol)

id like to imagine that when kuroo is stressed out, hes just quiet about it, the guy so used to handling everything on his own.

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Where Kuroo wakes up one morning and he’s able to read minds. He has to look at the person and really focus, but he can do it. He’s in a meeting at work and it’s so boring. The higher ups are just kissing their own behinds and Kuroo is bouncing from person to person.

#krtsk #kurotsuki
There's a small area on Kei's skin that Kuroo loves to kiss. Not that there's a single spot on Kei's body Kuroo isn't obsessed with, but this one is special - a short line of symbols just above his right hip bone.

Missing #kurotsuki I'm rereading some of my favorites written some time ago, and I just wanted to let you know that this passage makes me feel things and see images in my head, which led to a short nsfw thread 🫶🏻⬇️

lrt... um.... i imagined... #krtsk #kurotsukki #kurotsuki with knight!tsukki and knight!kuroo who was cursed and turned into the dungeon's dragon. (sort of like dunmeshi falin where she also gained the dragon's consciousness and she wasn't fully her own)

#krtsk #kurotsukki #kurotsuki where because of the long distance, they do things slower and linger when together. strolling, talking, eating, hugging, holding hands... 🥺🥹 even staring at each other, just commiting their features into memory, updating the changes, cherishing what stays the same.

クロ月だよ～

krtsk doodlesssss
#クロ月

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My Kei💕:
Train delayed. Going to be about half an hour late.

Kuroo grimaced when he pulled out his phone. One of the many joys of a private, long distance relationship between two adults was scheduling mishaps.

There was a party tonight; a gala held by the JVA to bring in more sponsors,